2020-06-30 Lab Rats: Blinky Headie

Blinky Headie

Participants: Gwen

Storyteller: Arsenic

Location: Alley near Sunken City

Date and Time: June 30, 2020- 12:14 am

Summary: Gwen meets with Blinky head

Mood Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTsPM6fO_2w

It is a rainstorm coming down cold water is dripping along the Harbor, bashing down with that tropical force seen so often as of late. The streets are more of a surfway than a walkway. Nothing is truly able to be seen. For the first time in a few months, everything is clean fresh, given the nature of this part of the Harbor Region. Then, the sound of sirens in the distance, flashing red lights in the distance, almost luminating the night, with those bright, quick flashes. It seems someone is out here hunting someone.

Gwen walks down the street, headphones plugged in and music blaring. The cord comes down and disappears in to one of her pockets, the device she has hidden within. She moves along, unworried that the flashing lights could be about her. She seems to be on her way in to a less travelled part of the city.

+ROLL/+DICE> Gwen: Perception + Alertness vs. 7 -> 0 successes. ( 6 6 2 )

The rain slams down around Gwen, making it hard to find her way to knock her off course. The alley is dark but covered by the buildings above as she nears it, the smell of iron filling her nose. The sound of something gurgling can be heard down the alley, and an odd wet sound moving forward towards her.

Being lost heading to somewhere she goes nearly every day isn't normal, seeing as distractions, be it music or the weather don't tend to get to her, so as soon as Gwen finds herself not recognizing where she is going, she would start to retrace her steps.

+ROLL/+DICE> Gwen: Perception + Alertness vs. 6 -> 2 successes. ( 8 6 5 )

Out of the wind and the water, it is easier for her to see straight ahead. A bloody hand with broken nails is yanking itself forward. The flesh is flayed and exposed. A second hand is coming out, pulling itself along with the nails pulling forward, blood flowing freely from the wounds. Finally, a voice crocks out in broken tone damage to the larynx. "Almost............home.......others......................help................coming........rats........." Each word takes seconds to crock out, as the body starts to shake and convulse. The head is flopping forward now out of the darkness. The top of it shaved bald. A small blinking red chip blinking embedded deeply in the skull is out of the flesh.

"Why is your head blinking?" Gwen asks as she sees the man, tilting her head to look at the chip. Not 'how did you get hurt?' or what can I do to help?'. No. She has her own priorities. She may not be all that perceptive, but she is smart.

"LAB......got..........me.........." The voice is comes out around the shatter body, the head is down as he tries to move once more but not finding the power to do it. Blood spilling from his lips pouring down into the alley, as he coughs again bits of black liquid is coming up. "Got........freee.......go.........home.......close......."

"Do you know that wherever you're going, they are tracking you there? That is unsafe. I bet they are even following you now. Getting home will just likely put the people there in danger if you did indeed escape from somewhere. I'm willing to bet that they let you go. You should stay here and I can find someone that can help you. I mean I have a bunch of tools, and might be able to disable the tracker, but there is a good chance that without my lab, you're likely to die if I try that." Gwen states. "You should get back in to the alley for now."

"I stay.......go...tools." The voice is exhausted as it falls down now, the blood loss too much for the escapee. With the sound of sirens and the rain filling the area, it seems even if it wanted to move it has no more power to do so.

+ROLL/+DICE> Gwen: Dexterity + Athletics vs. 7 -> 0 successes. ( 8 8 4 1 1 )

+ROLL/+DICE> Gwen: Perception + Alertness vs. 7 -> 2 successes. ( 8 7 5 )

A white van whips by Gwen with The Pretty Soul's words in bright pink letters on the side. Blood is on the back door as if something with thrown in the back in a rush. When she returns to the alley, there is nothing there but the person's blood in the alley. It seems she is too late to be able to figure out more about the missing person. A little bit of fur grey is stuck to the wall from what appears to be a claw. They are smaller, more rat-like than Garou.

Judging by what she finds back in the alley, perhaps it was best that Gwen stopped him from moving to one of the Ratkin safe places. There are clues of note though. First is the words on the van, which would be written down when in a place that was less soaking wet. The other is a little bit of fur and claw that she would put in to a handle bag, which she will take back to the sunken city. At least she'll try to see if someone knows who they belong to.